It's no surprise that the case of the 200-pound Cleveland Heights third grader who was placed in foster care after the county claimed his mother wasn't doing enough to keep him healthy has generated debate across the nation.
I don't know about you, but it seems to me that, when it comes to the welfare of our children, we've got a lot more pressing issues to concern ourselves with (hello, Jerry Sandusky) than whether a mom gives her kid too many Happy Meals.
Not that I'm making light of childhood obesity. Far from it. When roughly 2 million of our children are obese, nobody can argue we're dealing with a national epidemic. It's why First Lady Michelle Obama's "Let's Move!" initiative is so needed.
What's hard to argue is when, exactly, does a child require intervention? Does a child weighing 200 pounds means he's living in an abusive household but 190 doesn't? I wouldn't want to tread down that slippery slope.